Here's the watch that ends the night
Here's the first born breath of light
for the moment burning bright
Who can weight or tell the sight?

Who can tell, who can tell
tell this thing to me
what you did and how you felt
while trying to be free

Ethical dilemmas we
were forced to lose between
hammered at our destiny
like props behind the scene
Who can tell the things we tried
in hopes of victory
took on faith or else denied
while trying to be free?

Broken threads of destiny
grand designs, oh let them be
Tilt at windmills by the sea
In our trying we were free

With this banjo on your knee
weep. Susanna weep for me
Fruit has fallen from the tree
While we were trying to be free

Who can tell, who can tell
tell this thing to me
what you did and how you felt
while trying to be free